Sunday, March 1, 2009
8 jellybeans, a pretty mighty stick
How upset would you be if you found your baby playing in the toilet? Not much, probably? Would you groan and chuckle to yourself because, well, all babies eventually get to the toilet once (and they survive). Would you be upset if you found her after she had dipped her cheese in the unflushed toilet and taken a bite? Well, I would be. I would upset at the child who had (1) not flushed, (2) left the toilet seat up, and (3) left the bathroom door open. NOTE: This child was older than 2yo. Can you believe that this child and his/her sibling would sit through my tirade AND then they would leave the bathroom door open two more times in the next half hour? Can you believe that the lesson didn't set in until I confiscated 8 of their sacrifice jelly beans? 8 jelly beans = keeping baby out of the urine toilet for the rest of the day. Small price to pay.
I do need to post the obvious issue that baby wasn't under my eyes for every second of the day. Well, no she isn't. In fact, she runs for the bathroom and the stairs whenever either door is opened. All day long you can hear me yell:
SHUT THE DOOR!
SHUT THE DOOR!!
SHUT THE DOOR!!!!
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Today, I remembered to check your blog for the first time since before you moved. I read clear back to when I had read it last, and it was great to read about your trip, moving in, life with the snow, Jonah starting into math and reading, Anna reading a 100-page book, 4-H, and Sarah walking. Even though I don't think about reading it very often, I sure like your blog!
Love,
Aunt Ellen
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